Page 34 of Keeping My Enemies Closer: Pt. 1

Chapter 17

Kasimir~

There were very significant moments in my life that had come along to shape and define the man that I was today, and this moment was going to be added to that list because tasting Zoya for the first time was going to be something I was never going to forget.

I also knew that I was never going to give her up now.Not only did she look like she belonged on my bed, but the moans falling from her lips were sounds that I wanted to fall asleep to every fucking night.Tonight wasn’t going to be enough, but to be fair, the rest of my life wasn’t going to be enough, either.I felt like I was going insane with how much I wanted her, and the more that she pushed her hips against my face, the more I wanted to feast from her.

“Kasimir...”she whimpered, and I’d never wanted to consume someone like I wanted to possess this woman.“God, please...”

When Zoya had stepped out of her panties, I’d been torn between wanting to fuck her and wanting to drag her into the kitchen for a decent meal.While she was still sexy as hell, it was clear that she was underweight, and that had brought out a protective side in me that I hadn’t known existed.It was then that I also realized that I wanted to take care of her as well as ruin her sexually, and I planned on keeping her with me until I could do both.

Sliding two fingers inside her, the tightness only made my need for her worse.I was going to stretch her out so damn beautifully, and I couldn’t wait to feel her strangling my cock.I couldn’t wait to cover her body with mine, then watch her take my dick over and over again.Where she might have chosen missionary with another plan in mind, I was going to love watching her cum for me.

With my tongue on her hard clit, I pulled one soaked finger from her pussy, then slid it into her ass, letting her know that we weren’t going to take it slow tonight, and this wasn’t about getting my money’s worth.This was about convincing Zoya that no other man would ever do after tonight.This was about forcing her to see what was between us, because there was definitely something more than hate between me and this woman.

“I’m exploring every fucking inch of you tonight, baby,” I warned her.“Every fucking inch.”

“Okay...”she whimpered, giving in easily.“Okay...”

“Now, I need you to cum on my face like a good girl, and then maybe I’ll let you suck my cock later as a reward,” I taunted.“Maybe I’ll let you suck my dick clean after you’ve cum on it.”

“Kasimir, please...”

Two little words.

Two little words that I hadn’t ever expected to hear from her lips, but now that I’d had, now that I knew what Zoya sounded like when she begged, I was going to stop at nothing to make it happen over and over again.I was going to make her need me so badly that she’d do nothing but beg for me when she needed to feel satisfied.

It was also clear that I was falling under Zoya’s spell with every second that I spent with her, and whatever sorcery that she was working on me, I welcomed it.Iwantedto be under her spell, and I hadn’t been lying when I’d once told Viktor that the woman whom I fell in love with would be lucky if she could even breathe without me near her to allow it.

Already addicted to her precious whimpers of pleasure, I rearranged my fingers to have two in her pussy and one in her ass, and I worked her clit with my tongue until I had to throw my free arm over her waist to hold her still.Zoya’s hips were pushing against my face and fingers in a desperate bid to find release, and with as much as she was leaking all over the place, I knew that my bed was going to be soaked by the time that we were done here, which was just fine with me.

When Zoya finally came for me, she did it with my name erupting from her lips, but it wasn’t enough.I wanted her screams, not her subtle cries of pleasure.I wanted the entire building to hear who owned her pussy, and I wanted there to be no mistake about her being in my bed willingly.I wanted her to come home to me and beeagerlyawaiting me in our bed with her legs spread, her pussy already dripping for me before I even touched it.

I removed my fingers from Zoya’s tight little fuckholes as she came for me, but I was quick to stick out my tongue, lapping up every drop that was seeping from her spasming cunt.I drank from her, and I didn’t stop until her whimpers quieted, though her legs were still trembling around my head.

Looking up at her chest heaving, her tits bouncing with each breath, I asked, “Are you ready for me, baby?’

She didn’t say anything, but since she wasn’t trying to run away from me, I took that as still having her permission to ruin her exquisite body.